"village!"

The puppet troops who were sweeping forward on the road were excited to shout when they saw Dakou Zhuangzi under the mountains.

Damn it, it's finally here.

It was getting late, and they could finally take a break after sweeping the village.

"Oh, God, it's finally here." Sun Erqing beat his legs that were no longer his own and almost cried with joy.

I was used to living a leisurely life, and following this bullshit master to sweep his life for a day, almost killing him.

He called his orderly soldiers and pointed at the master behind him: "Hurry up, go and report it, and then you will talk about Dakou Zhuangzi and ask for instructions."

The orderly soldier walked for a day and was not much better than Sun Erqing at this time, but he was a senior official and he had to do it even if he didn't want to do it.

He agreed weakly, and he trotted two steps, passed half of the Japanese army's sweeping team, and came to Kazuan Nakano who was riding a tall horse.

At this time, the orderly soldier changed his face, squeezed out an ugly smile, nodded and bowed, "Taijun, there is Dakou Zhuangzi ahead. The squadron leader asked me to ask you what you think, should you stop sweeping?"

Wearing a Japanese military cap, a black satin jacket and a white shirt, the translator Xia, who followed Kazuan Nakano and helped to do simultaneous translation.

Then there was also a little private work: "Captain Sun asked if he could have a meal and rest after the sweeping. It was still a long way from the next village. If he was traveling at night, he would be easily ambushed by the Eighth Route Army."

"Eighth Route Army, attack?"

Ichian Nakano picked up his telescope and observed Dakou Ridge not far away. The terrain of the road passing through the ridge was not dangerous. The bare ridge did not have much vegetation, so it was difficult to be an ambush.

If any military commander had changed, it would be impossible to ambush here.

He waved his hand and said indifferently: "There will be no Eighth Route Army attacks. It's still early, and the sun will be set for a while.

Send a small army to sweep the small village and we continue on the road. We spend the night in the next village."

To catch up with progress, there is naturally a way to catch up with progress. He doesn’t care how tired his subordinates are. As long as he can get merit, everything else is a trivial matter.

But it was just a struggle for these people to compete with the social animals that were exploited by capitalists.

"Translator Xia, Translator Xia, what did Taijun say?" Sun Erqing's orderly soldier asked anxiously when he saw him with a bitter face and did not speak.

Translator Xia rubbed his cheeks, feeling quite annoyed. Taijun had a horse to ride, and he didn't feel tired except for the pain of his thighs.

But he is not Taijun, he can only follow the horse's butt and eat dust.

Looking at his nearly 200 kilogram body and his already wet shirt, you will know how tired he is to travel today.

You're welcome to say that half of your life is gone.

I can't rest yet, so I'm almost going to make up for his fortune.

Translator Xia's eyes rolled, and bad water in his stomach had already emerged:

"Taijun asked you to send someone to sweep the village and rest in the next village. Tell you Captain Sun, if I were you, I'll seize the opportunity. Do you understand?"

The young man was able to become Sun Erqing's orderly soldier because of his cleverness. He quickly understood: "Oh, I know, this must tell our captain. Thank you Translator Xia for your tips."

When Sun Erqing learned that Ichian Nakano wanted them to rush to the next village to stay overnight, he was so angry that he scolded: "Little Japanese is so fucking unethical. He really treats men as animals."

After hearing Translator Xia’s hint, he smiled knowingly again, called the most hardcore team under his command, and went to the village to sweep the village.

As the villagers along the way had fled, there was almost nothing left.

The Japanese were not very concerned about entering the village to mobilize, so they only sent a small team and about a dozen people to follow the puppet army to supervise.

When the party arrived at the entrance of the village, Sun Erqing came to the captain of the team, handed over cigarettes and water, and communicated with him in a slack way: "Taijun, your rest, our sweep."

"Yaxi."

The Japanese squad leader smoked a cigarette and agreed knowingly. The Japanese are also humans, neither iron men nor machines, and they will be tired.

If you can be lazy, why not?

Moreover, the village is indeed not very good and searching from house to house will cost energy and it is not worth it at all.

Sun Erqing sent some people to the village and brought the remaining people into the village. As soon as he entered the village, he muttered to a few confidants:

"Everything is easy for me, don't be too fast. The little Japanese asked us to go to the next village before we rest. We don't treat our brothers as human beings."

"Captain, isn't it just a squad? Who can't do it for us brothers? Just look at it." The captain said with a smile.

This kind of ability is obvious at a glance, and there is no need to learn. These poor brothers were the best at this when they were working as long-term workers.

It is difficult for those landlords who know the truth to find faults, let alone fool these Japanese people.

"Okay, I'll leave it to you." Sun Erqing left a sentence, turned around and found a family, kicking the door open.

While walking inside, he took out a cigarette match and lit it for himself. He didn't stop at this time, when would he wait?

Hey!

Sun Erqing rested in the village's houses and couldn't come out for a long time. The puppet army was rushing to death, and he counted all the ants in the village that helped the Eighth Route Army.

Very conscientious.

The Japanese and puppet troops who were sweeping the road were resting on the spot, smoking and letting water, and shit. They had a chance, and they had to seize all the time to deal with personal problems.

After a long time, Lu Wenyuan, who was lying not far away and observing them, was extremely anxious.

Why didn't the Japanese move anymore? Will they go?

The one who is slow to go is not entering the ambush circle. Could it be that it is not hidden and seen through?

Or don't dare to leave?

It shouldn't be!

Everyone can see that this is not a good place for ambush.

It is definitely not for this reason that the Japanese stopped them because of this, but why did they stop?

Lu Wenyuan would not have thought that even if he wanted to break his head, the real reason was that Ichian Nakano was too anxious to go on a road trip. He forced the people below to be impatient and played a trick of erraticism and a slaughter.

After a while, Nakano Ichiaki frequently looked at the time and looked into the village from time to time, obviously he couldn't wait.

The translator Xia, who was sitting beside him, was also worried. He was temporarily transferred to serve as the translator of Ichian Nakano.

But in just a few days, he could see that. This master is not a good temper and has an impatient personality.

No one is angry with him or her.

If Captain Sun doesn't come out again, he will probably have to ask for more blessings.

Time passed by minute by minute, just as Nakano Ichian couldn't help but send someone to check, Sun Erqing brought the people back.

Not only do you bring people, but also things.

As soon as he saw Kazuan Nakano, he began to seek credit in an impatient manner: "Taijun, all the people in the village have run away. But our brothers lived up to your expectations, dug three feet into the village, searched little by little, and finally found the hidden food."

It was also their luck that a guy looked for a place to pee. After urinating, he happened to find something different. He found a hole dug by a fellow villager who had stored food.

The mowing worker is considered a transfer when he comes back.

Translator Xia felt fortunate for Sun Erqing's cheek. If he hadn't had these dozen bags of food, he would have to receive two slaps.

Sure enough, Ichian Nakano thought that this was a sign of doing his best. Of course, he could not be punished if he made a contribution. He also received a few praises, making Sun Erqing beautiful like eating bee shit.

Finally, Ichia Nakano made a conclusion that was no different from before: "Storing food, not obeying education, and not supporting *****, is not a good person. All the houses are burned."

When they left, the puppet army had already prepared. With a command on this one, the prepared fire lit the house.

Houses built with thatch, wood and yellow mud are very easy to ignite. For a time, a raging fire ignited throughout the village, and the villagers' homes were completely destroyed.

The Eighth Route Army commanders and fighters who saw this scene in the distance were filled with rage. They came from all over the world, but almost everyone's hometown was invaded by the Japanese devils.

The enemy brought killing and destruction, leaving no Chinese people safe.

The scene in front of them made them empathize. They gritted their teeth and swore: Today, they must make this group of Japanese devils pay the price.

The Japanese troops who were sweeping set off again. They advanced along the highway and prepared to go to the next village, sweep and rest overnight.

Although Sun Erqing's intentional delay just now, the puppet soldiers also had half an hour to rest, soothe their numb legs.

But after all, I have been traveling for a day, so I am sure I am tired. Besides, Taijun said that there will be no Eighth Route Army.

The puppet soldiers became even more lazy and walked slowly like walking corpses, dragging their legs and turning their backs. They ignored the broken fortifications on both sides of the road.

The Japanese army, who had been fully trained, usually had good food and good nutrition, but their condition was a little better than those of the puppet troops.

But it's not much stronger.

The Sakata United were stationed in this area for a while. Nakano Ichiaki and his Japanese soldiers walked through Dakouling several times.

As for the fortifications on both sides of the road, people would be sent to reconnaissance at the beginning, but as they walked more often, they would be careless.

Besides, the terrain here is not suitable for hidden ambushing. The simplest way to think from the perspective of others is to let him fight ambushing, would he choose to be in this position?

Of course not.

If the Eighth Route Army chose to ambush here, Ichian Nakano would laugh at him for not understanding military affairs.

Therefore, one is because of fatigue, and the other is because of the frequent passing times, both the puppet army and the Japanese army ignored the fortifications under their noses.

They focused more on the mountain opposite the ditch, and saw that there was no movement on the mountain, so they continued to move forward.

At this moment, Li Yunlong, wearing a hat woven with dead grass, was crawling in the fortifications on the north side of Dakouling, staring at the puppet army passing by him with his pair of wolf-like bloody eyes.
To be continued...